Hobbies

I've been wanting a hobby for a long time. I mean I HAVE HOBBIES. But none of which I think of as hobbies that people find acceptable as an answer to when someone asks "What are your hobbies?" Like I don't think I love reality television is an acceptable hobby. There is shopping but that's so....cliche. I like to sing. No i love to sing. But then when I tell people this they think that I'm like a superb singer (which i'm ok but not superb) ask me to join ward choir (which I'm not interested in) or have even asked me to sing for them (which I just will not do). Singing in front of people is like one of my greatest fears. I hate it. i get all sweaty and my voice shakes like crazy. I could say blogging. Then people might ask what my blog is...and find out I'm not funny and have horrible grammar. Or that I really don't blog often enough to call it a hobby.

I've tried cooking. Which I enjoy but I don't think I enjoy it enough to call it a hobby. I really like to read but then people ask me what I've read and I haven't read anything of noteworthy-ness. I don't read the classics. I find them boring. I tried to read Oliver Twist once i made it to like page 10. I've seen the movies Sense and Sensibility and Pride and Prejudice. Both of which I thought were horribly dull. I suppose it could be the acting...or the director who unfortunately made them dull but they've already been ruined. I've read Harry Potter and Twilight...but even people who don't like to read have read those. I just read weird books from the library with titles that intrigue me. I find myself reading books that have now become movies. I like to read but I never know what to read. So I figure if it's good enough to be a movie it's probably a good read. I'm currently reading a book titled "The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society" (courtesy of my book worm mom) It's pretty great. It's about WWII one of my absolute favorite topics.

I've stumbled upon a hobby that I think I might enjoy and I think is an acceptable hobby. Beading. I know it sounds lame but I want to make jewelry. I enjoy using the right side of my brain (or is it the left?) well let's just say the creative side of my brain. At Troy's family reunion his aunt brought a long the biggest collection of beads i have ever seen. And she let everyone make a bracelet. I loved it! And everyone gave me all of these compliments saying "Wow, Leslie you are so creative!" "That is so cute!" "I love those color combinations!" "You should think of making jewelry!" His aunt even let me make 2 bracelets! and I love them both. And I started to really consider it. In fact it's been on my mind for about a month now. I just haven't started because it costs quite a bit of money to get started. I keep looking at all of these awesome beads on ebay and other websites and thinking of all these ideas for necklaces, bracelets and earrings!

I really think it would be fun. But I should go. It's 3:45pm and I've done nothing with my life today.

summer so far.

Troy and I have been married for almost 3 whole months! I've said it a hundred times before but i loooove marriage! Actually I think I just love being married to troy. He's great. I think we've both got these crazy personalities that just match. we always burst out into random dancing and just do weird things. We're going camping this weekend. I'm sorta excited. I'm afraid it's going to be like last year and I'm going to freeze to death. At least this year troy and I get to share a tent :) unlike last year when I had to sleep in the trailor with his parents. School starts soon and I can't find a last class. I need to email a teacher and ask if it's alright to join an already filled to capacity class...i'm praying she says yes. or else i don't know what to do with the rest of my classes. I can't change my schedule anymore because of work. so it has to be an online class. and the two online classes that i wanted to take are full. LAME. I feel like I have a lame life right now. I don't have anything new to report. Except i got a new job working with a little boy who has autism. I do therapy with him 4 times a week. His name is Max and he is so adorable. He's almost 3. It's hard work and I don't really love it but its given me a lot of experience already and new view on autism and parenting and many other things. It's really cool to teach him new things and to finally see him get something and just watch him progress. He's incredibly smart. It's definitely a good job for right now. but not forever. All I've done this summer is work pretty much. I am definitely pasty white haven't seen much sun. So thats my life.

marriage: one month

So troy and i are FINALLY married! FINALLY. We've been married for just barely over a month now. It's been amazing! I love being married and getting to spend as much time as humanly possible with my new husband. He's already proved to be the worlds greatest husband. Our new apartment is cute. small. but cute :) And I definitely have my qualms with it or whatever that word is. But It's actually pretty nice for a first apartment. I don't know how a family of 4 (maybe it was 5) lived in there for 5 years before we did. I got mad at troy for something when we very first moved in and i had no where to hide. i ended up sitting on the bathtub for 5 minutes to try to be a lone and then he had to use the bathroom. It is a two bedroom house but as of the moment the "spare room" has turned in to "i have no idea where to put this" room. and it's filled with boxes and random stuff. Our bedroom closet is TINY. Here let me demonstrate this better...TINY. I basically crammed everything i could in there. We have 4 closets which sounds nice but 3 of them are TINY and one is pretty big but it's in our storage/laundry room and it's not really a closet. they pretty much just put bar to hang stuff on in their. Troy has the BIG closet and one little closet in the spare room. I have the closet in the bedroom but he gets the shelf on top and i have to share the other closet in the spare room with a bunch of boxes. Troy also took one of my chest of drawers. I currently have a big pile of clean folded clothes on top of my drawers because i have no where to put my clothes.

Our kitchen is nice and decent sized. Except we have no dishwasher...except for me. Ok that's a lie. Troy washes the dishes and i dry them. I hate washing. It grosses me out. And I try not to think about all of the bacteria growing on my dishes now because i think hand washing isn't very sanitary. I tried cooking chicken the first week we moved in...bad idea. All I kept thinking was salmonella (is that how you spell it?) Oh and our oven is interesting... it only sometimes warms up your food. It's a really old oven so if you need to cook anything above 400 degrees like say a frozen pizza...it's rather difficult. Any temperature above 400 is set to broil. Broiling a frozen pizza doesn't really work. So we've had to learn to adjust temperatures when cooking. And it' still not quite working. sometimes even when cook something at a typical 350 degrees we still have to add like 10 minutes to the time. Our microwave also doesn't work normally. You can't hit any of the preset buttons like "popcorn" the screen will start flashing "F 5" and the beeper starts howling like a crazy person and then turn off. But luckily for us we can manually type in our time. We've pretty much decided stove top cooking is our best option.

But it's a pretty nice place all in all. Except that we can hear up stairs perfectly. Like during the day when they're not home I can H-E-A-R their answering machine. Like actually hear what the person leaving a message is saying. Either they have the loudest answering machine on earth or the insulation sucks. I'm pretty sure it's the insulation. And I'm pretty sure they can hear us ALL the time. But that's not really my fault. They own the place. If they want to not be able to hear whats going on in our private time they.can.FIX.IT!.

4 days!

Self explanatory. I'M GETTING MARRIED IN FOUR DAYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! that is nuts. I never thought the day would come. That sounds wrong. I just mean the day always seemed so far away...and now it's in 4 days! i love troy. Here is a sneak preview of me and my sexy soon to be husband in our wedding attire!!! Can't believe it's almost here!

true friends

These past few months have been quite eye opening for me. I think getting married does that to a person. I've had so much to get done and a lot of it has been not fun. When you're actually planning a wedding the realization of "this is way more than just picking a dress, a location and a cake" It's too much for one person to handle so I've relied on some friends. Some have done the dirty work for me and others who I know have very busy lives and live far away have been more emotional support. I am so grateful for my true friends. I've also come to the harsh realization (more of a reality i've been denying for quite sometime) that someone who I have considered to be one of my closest friends for quite some time now...just isn't friend material. I feel as if I've given her chance after chance and excuse after excuse. I've even had other friends ask me how i've put up with this bull shit for so long. And my answer: I have no idea.
I've felt like I've been a good friend to her. I was there during some pretty tough times and yet I still think she only want to be my friend when it is convenient for her. This person has caused more hurt than a friend should. And I don't think I can allow them to be in my life any longer.

On the brightside. I have great true friends. Friends who have taken me to the doctor when I was sick. Listened to me when I was sad. Dropped whatever they were doing to help me out in my moment of crisis. I love them. I know I can count on them and these friends will be life long. I've had a few crappy friends (but honestly who hasn't?) I think in the long run I've lucked out. I have some of the greatest friends in the WORLD. And I hope i can be just as good of a friend to them as they have been to me :)

mind reading

It looks like i wrote 2 posts today but technically one of them was written at like 2am. so to me that was last night :)

So i'm one of those women who falls in to the majority who think that men should read my mind. i.e. i'm upset about something, you better figure out what it is and respond properly. Which almost never happens. And you can't tell them...or say "I want you to be supportive and do this____________" because then it leaves you wondering 'are they really doing that because they want to? or because they want me to shut up?' And in complete honesty it's probably both.

But would it seriously kill them to say "i'm sorry you're so stressed about _________ I can understand why you are stressed. That must be difficult. Is there anything I can help you with?"

AND NOT

"Well just don't stress out about it!"

Thank you. because I've obviously never thought about that. You have changed me. The car insurance will pay itself. My teacher will give me an A because he thinks I deserve it. And a great job with a flexible schedule and good pay will fall in to my lap. Thank you for your all knowing wisdom.
In a perfect world I would think this way.

I actually like to think that I stay pretty calm about things. Or maybe it's because I have several friends who are insanely neurotic so I think I'm more on the sane side. I honestly try not to stress out about things. I don't like to feel stressed. I don't want to be stressed. I tell myself it'll all be ok and work out. And then all these things happen at once and the whole "grain of rice that tipped the scale" thing happens. And I find myself in the above situation stressed and frustrated and just plain pissed off. It doesn't help that I'm supposed to start my period on wednesday either. FREAKING HORMONES. I seriously just feel like crawling in to a whole right now. Stupid finals week. Why am I going to college again?

2 1/2 weeks

I can't sleep again. I get married in 2 1/2 weeks. CRAAAAZYYY! Troy and i spend every waking moment of our free time together. So when it's time to go to bed and part ways...it sucks. I can't sleep. I'm excited it's so close though! I just have a few more details and i think we'll be set! Just please...SERIOUSLY pray for good weather. It's been raining insane crazy lately. I'm pretty sure I live in a desert...but we must be in monsoon season or something. it's nuts! Stupid unpredictable utah weather.

In really super great news: I GOT AN A ON MY RESEARCH FINAL! and an A- on my research paper. i pretty much rock. I'm pretty confident I'll be getting a good grade in that class (the class i thought would be my hardest) I never got anything lower than a B+ on anything in that class.

In super sucky news: apparently my Survey of Jazz teacher had a typo in the syllabus and I missed my last jazz performance I had to go to for my last jazz report. Awesome. it's not even my fault. So I think the class that I thought i would do my BEST in is actually the class i'm going to do my worst in. sucks. So I'll probably end up with like a C in that class my freaking intro lower division class and around an A- in my upper division really hard class. Something is wrong with this picture.

Random Ranting: If you do not want to work...QUIT YOUR FREAKING JOB! Don't call me 2 hours before your shift EVERY WEEKEND asking me to work for you. stop it. seriously. You request to work the saturday evening shift and every other sunday every month (i saw your schedule requests) so don't whine about not having a social life. You never work when you are there anyway. I haven't complained to any of the managers because I don't want to get stuck working your shifts. we all have our days when we just REALLY don't want to work. i understand the occasional slackerness but yours is every shift. And stop coming to work drunk. If you don't want to be there that badly...just quit. You make more money at your other job anyway.